Adrian Lasto? No, this wasn’t Adrian Lasto.
Mia’s heart skipped. She knew that voice too well—too well to mistake it. That was Adrian Lancaster.
But what the hell was he doing here?
Was he following her?
Before she could process it, Adrian casually turned to the receptionist and said, “Okay then, I’ll ask Miss Mia here to show me around… give me intel and stuff.”
The receptionist nodded politely. “That works.”
Mia whipped around to face him, her brows drawn tightly. “What the hell do you think you’re doing here, Adrian?”
Adrian shrugged. “What? I came to look for a job.”
“Don’t you dare lie to me. What do you need a job for?”
His voice was mock-innocent. “All of a sudden, I can’t work for a job anymore?”
Their exchange didn’t go unnoticed. A nearby kid looked at them, eyes wide w
